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Morgan City La.
Sept. 8th '88
Dear Cammie
I was not a little surprised at hearing from you, and pleased also for I have often thought of you and wondered what time had done with you in these ten years which have passed since you and I explored! the country alone to find a rout between Dry Grove and that station on the Narrow Gouge, what ever its name may be. How well I remember that trip, how deathly sick I was, the awful chill I had on the road and how I flinged up all the canned lobsters &c!!! No one would give us shelter, and the dogs ever tried to eat us up. Will you ever forget it?
How does the World use you anyhow? Write and tell me all about yourself, and Old Dry Grove-even if it an't the

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Morgan City La.
Sept. 8th '88
Dear Cammie
I was not a little surprised at hearing from you, and pleased also for I have often thought of you and wondered what time had done with you in these ten years which have passed since you and I explored! the country alone to find a rout between Dry Grove and that station on the Narrow Gouge, what ever its name may be. How well I remember that trip, how deathly sick I was, the awful chill I had on the road and how I flinged up all the canned lobsters &c!!! No one would give us shelter, and the dogs ever tried to eat us up. Will you ever forget it?
How does the World use you anyhow? Write and tell me all about yourself, and Old Dry Grove-even if it an't the
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place it used to be. Tell me who is left there now, that I used to know, and how they are getting on. And if it will be of interest to you I will tell you all about Lower Louisiana, the Acadians, the Creoles, the Sugar Plantations, the Bayous, the Cat Fish! and the whole business.
The Storm did not hurt our house much. We thought it was gone though, it shook so that we could scarcely walk the floor, every thing was thrown down, and the window glass blown in! My wife was very sick (We had lost a little baby boy only four days before, he had lived only about ten hours, and this was a very sad household) I finally desided [sic] to leve [sic] the house so I rapped [sic] her up in blankets and took her out into the storm, we took refuge in the jail, which is a very strong building, and there spent the rest of the night listening to the wind blowing down the other houses! My Sister Annie is here with us. We will be going to
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Bayou Sara-via Napoleonville to see Pennie-soon. Ethel is at Bayou Sara with Papa and Aunt Carrie. Lizzie is at Napoleonville, and Taylor and his family live at Natchitoches La. I have been here fighting it out with Fate for two years and a half. They say that I have not changed a particle, either in looks, or disposition, that I am the self same old fellow who used to put on cow horns and scare the life out of negros, and kiss some of the school girls!!!!! I have been through enough to settle anyone down to a sober disposition, but I am not much settled yet.
What is your hight [sic] and weight? Did you grow up to be one of those long lank legged things like myself? Who is practicing medicine in Dry Grove now? If there is any Wad! there, to be made, I would almost feel like going back there.
I have been up four nights already, this week, with different bad cases and I am badly worn out, and sick now. I am not very
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strong and can't stand much over work. You must be sure to write to me all about Dry Grove just as soon as you can, and I will answer at my earliest leasure [sic] moment. Good Bye for this time. Give my regards to all your folks. I hope they keep in good health. And please do remember me to any of my old friends you may happen to meet, and especially Jerry Anderson! if he be yet alive pour him brim full of my love! and if he be dead, send me word and I shall order seven masses sung every day for his soul for three weeks, and his spirit shall not stay in Purgatory!!
Again Good Bye Cammie
"May you live long and prosper"
Yours Truly
G. H. Douglas.

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Morgan City La.
Sept. 8th '88
Dear Cammie
I was not a little surprised at hearing from you, and pleased also for I have often thought of you and wondered what time had done with you in these ten years which have passed since you and I explored! the country alone to find a rout between Dry Grove and that station on the Narrow Gouge, what ever its name may be. How well I remember that trip, how deathly sick I was, the awful chill I had on the road and how I flinged up all the canned lobsters &c!!! No one would give us shelter, and the dogs ever tried to eat us up. Will you ever forget it?
How does the World use you anyhow? Write and tell me all about yourself, and Old Dry Grove-even if it an't the